Psalms 44:1-7 ▼

1 For the choir director. A Maskil of the sons of Korah. God, we have heard with our ears — our ancestors have told us — the work you accomplished in their days, in days long ago:

2 In order to plant them, you displaced the nations by your hand; in order to settle them, you brought disaster on the peoples.

3 For they did not take the land by their sword — their arm did not bring them victory — but by your right hand, your arm, and the light of your face, because you were favorable toward them.

4 You are my King, my God, who ordains victories for Jacob.

5 Through you we drive back our foes; through your name we trample our enemies.

6 For I do not trust in my bow, and my sword does not bring me victory.

7 But you give us victory over our foes and let those who hate us be disgraced.